Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The Heavenly Pavilion had four levels in total.
Normal people from the Independent State could only dine on the first level.
Some martial artists and mercenaries could enter the second level.
The only people who could enter the third and fourth levels were wealthy, respectable and came from powerful backgrounds.
After entering the Heavenly Pavilion, Ye Wanwan surveyed her surroundings. It had to be said that this restaurant was truly extremely luxurious and could even be described as extravagant.
“Master Seven… Master Big… Sister Autumn Water…”
A middle-aged man’s expression slightly shifted when he saw them and he personally came out to greet them.
“Did your eyes move to your ass? Don’t you see Sis Feng?” Big Dipper looked at the middle-aged man with a chilly expression.
“What?!” The middle-aged man’s expression dramatically changed as he turned to look at the cold-looking woman next to them.
Hasn’t Bro Flattop been missing for many years… Rumors said she died already… What’s this…
“President… You’re back…” The middle-aged man had an ingratiating smile as he looked at Ye Wanwan.
“Enough nonsense. Give us a private room,” Autumn Water ordered impatiently.
“Yes yes yes… Please follow me.” The middle-aged man bowed and acted very cautious.
Soon, Ye Wanwan’s group stepped onto the fourth level and entered a luxurious private room.
Ye Wanwan was stunned as she read the menu.
“Flying Dragon…”
“Aquatic Hegemon…”
“Earthly Hegemon…”
What the heck are these…
“Sis Feng, didn’t the Flying Dragon used to be your favorite? How about we order it?” Big Dipper asked cheerfully.
Ye Wanwan nodded with feigned understanding. “It’s been a while since I’ve tasted it.”
Ye Wanwan then ordered the Flying Dragon.
A moment later, a Heavenly Pavilion waiter served some dishes.
“Hello, this is the Earthly Hegemon. Please enjoy,” the waiter said.
Ye Wanwan tasted it immediately.
“Smells so good… The taste of a beast is truly extraordinary…” Big Dipper ate heartily.
“A beast?”
Ye Wanwan’s expression shifted. What freaking kind of meat did they serve me?!
Anyhow, it definitely isn’t normal. Isn’t it edible though?
“The Flying Dragon, please enjoy.”
A moment later, the waiter finished serving all the dishes.
“Sis Feng, your favorite is here!” Big Dipper said happily.
When Ye Wanwan saw the supposed Flying Dragon, she wanted to smack her head into a wall and end it all.
The Flying Dragon… I knew it! Isn’t this freaking fried ants?!
There were numerous martial artists in the Independent State, so there were countless high-end restaurants like the Heavenly Pavilion. The ingredients they used were all high in protein so that the energy burned off by martial-arts training every day could be replenished.
“Sis Feng, why aren’t you eating it?” Big Dipper asked when he saw that Ye Wanwan wasn’t eating.
Ye Wanwan wanted to throw up with one glance at the fried ants. Who wants to freaking eat it?! Who ordered this thing?!
“You don’t like it, Sis Feng… That’s true, girls shouldn’t like to eat this kind of thing,” Seven Star aloofly said as his gaze landed on Ye Wanwan.
However, before Seven Star could continue, Ye Wanwan picked up her chopsticks and stuffed a mouthful of fried ants into her mouth.
“Not bad. The taste didn’t change too much,” Ye Wanwan commented with a nod after swallowing the fried ants in one go.
“Autumn Water, do you want some?” Ye Wanwan looked at Autumn Water.
Autumn Water vehemently shook her head. “I… don’t really like to eat that…”
Ye Wanwan: “…”
Look at how normal Autumn Water is… And then look at Bro Flattop—isn’t her taste a bit too f*cking weird…
